The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-04-15
COL. LUDLow's BRAVERY.
How He Charged and Captured a
Drunken Butler.

From Washington Letter to the Chicago NeWs.
EEThere is lady in this city who is supposed to
be the possessor of 81, OOO,O O0 or so, and lives
with her four daughters in one of the finest
houses in town. The other day Col. Ludlow Of
the army, who is on service here as Commits
sioner OF the District Of Columbia, called at the
widows mansion, and to his surprise, after
ringing several times, the door was opened by
one of the daughters, who seemed to be greatly
agtnted.
''Oh, Col Ludlow she sobbed I'm 10000
oh glad you We come. IN SO-O-o-O-Oh glad
you We come"
What on earth is the matterg" exclaimed the
handsome Commissioner.
"Co-O-o-o-oIue this-s-s-s way" she said, be-
tween her sobs. ''Mo-o-o-o- others in the
library and she'll be 100000 glad you've
Gomez
The Colonel was conducted to the library,
where he found that the mother and daughters
had locked themselves in. With great difficulty
they explained that the Irish butler was roaring
drunk, and with q big carving knife in his hand
he'd threatened to butcher the entire family.
The other servants had taken refuge in the
attic. and the lady Of the house with her daugh-
tiers had run into the library and locking the
door, were awaiting their horrible fate. They
were unable TO get out Of the house, and II re-
quired good deal of courage for the young lady
to answer the door; but she had done so, hoping
that some one might be there who would rescue
them, and the gallant Ludlow was the man,
where is the bruteg' exclaimed the valiant
Colonel. The ladies did not know. The last
they saw Of him ne was chasing the footnan
upstairs, trying at every step TO carve him up
into small pieces.
Have you got gun or something of that
sort around the house," asked The would-be res
cuer. They had an old pistol somewhere up
stairs in a trunk they explained.
"Of course, responded the Colonel, women
always keep their pistols upstairs somewhere
in trunk. Have you a good stout club?'
No, they didn't have any clubs, not even a
cane. The nearest approach to it was light
riding whip. The Colonel looked around the
place with the eye of a sapper and miner, and
selected a handsome silver-monted poker,
which he graSped and sailed forth to meet the
enemy, who appeared to be intrenched i'm some
part of the basement. The Colonel continued
his scouting expedition till he discovered his
man in o bedroom in the basement engaged in
cutting the tails off several handsome coats Of
livery with pair of scissors.
Come out of that cried Ludlow.
who the d. are yOu? asked the butler
" I'm police co nmiSSiOuer, was the reply.
land I've come to arrest you for frightening
these ladies' If you don come along peaceably
III rap you over the head with this poker.
Where's that carving knife?"
Its in the kitchen, Sor," was the meek reply.
well then continued Ludlow, come out of
that right away. | will have to take you to the
station.
menced to beg for mercy. He saw the fire in
the CoIonel'S eye. He said that he was sick. and
had taken drop too much, which had thrown
him into a derium. He didn't want to go 10
people knew he was arrested. The Colonel par
leyed with him, found he was married man,
and promised not to arrest him if he would go
home and behave himself
Does yez know the old woman?" he asked.
What old wOmanEN inquired the Colonel
''No, don't know your wife"
IF yez did, yez wouldn't be akin me to go
home"
The Colonel finally persuaded the man to
leave the house, which he did wearing one of
the livery coats with the abbreviated tails The
widow and her daughters regard Col. Ludlow as
the bravest and the handsomest man in Wash
ington and if he was not already married
there's no telling what might come of il.